Chapter 66: Chapter 66 The Story of the Glove_1
Chapter 66: Chapter 66 The Story of the Glove_1
When Li Xuan ca out of the main hall, he went directly to the backyard to redeem part of his rewards.
First were the two Liudao Renyuan Elixirs. After obtaining these two elixirs from the elixir room, Li Xuan spent two small rits to exchange for a third Renyuan Elixir.
After being promoted to Fumo Youjiao, he was entitled to redeem these elixirs each year. Anything more than that would require additional rits. One could exchange three elixirs for a big rit, but that was not worth it.
Once Li Xuan was promoted to the Six Paths Bureau Colonel, a big rit could help him exchange for a Diyuan Elixir, which was fifty tis more valuable than the Renyuan Elixir.
Beneath the Renyuan Elixir, there was also the Lianqi Elixir, a unique item of the Liudao Division, which could slightly speed up a person’s cultivation.
However, for Li Xuan, it was not a worthwhile trade-off. Why should he use precious rits to exchange for sothing he could buy with money?
The Shaoyang Elixir of the Li family had a similar effect to the Lianqi Elixir.
Afterward, Li Xuan went to the Treasure Tower to receive his dium-grade magical instrunt.
Lower-grade magical instrunts were weak, but dium-grade ones were very effective. They could boost the power of a Wu cultivator like Li Xuan by a large margin.
However, after checking three floors of the tower, Li Xuan was not particularly satisfied with any of them.
This was expected. With so many people in Zhuque Hall, over two thousand of whom were Wu cultivators, if there were any excellent magical instrunts here, people would have already exchanged for them.
Therefore, the cultivators from the Liudao Division usually accumulated enough rits to have the Artifact Refining Room craft the artifacts in accordance with their desires.
Ma Chenggong’s twelve long spears were such custom-made artifacts.
However, it usually required a waiting period of half a year or even more than a year. Li Xuan could not wait that long and had to choose sothing good from the Treasure Tower.
When he reached the sixth floor of this building, Li Xuan suddenly sensed sothing unusual. The red-clothed female ghost behind him extended thousands of tendrils, seemingly indifferent to the restrictions within the building, and crazily stretched upwards.
Li Xuan was startled as the female ghost had been inactive for a few days. Despite his use of the Summoning Spell previously and the many deaths at Dushan Temple, the female ghost showed no movent and he let down his guard slightly.
Unexpectedly, in a place as important as the Treasure Tower, the female ghost suddenly pulled this trick.
Luckily, the building’s internal restrictions were not alard, and no one noticed the ghost’s movent.
“Is there anything on the upper level?”
Li Xuan decided to tactfully ask the librarian who was accompanying him in the selection of magical instrunts. However, as soon as he asked the question, he saw the old man showing a puzzled look. He hurriedly explained, “I an, is there anything up there that harbors great resentnt?”
Li Xuan, of course, knew that the seventh floor was where the top-grade magical instrunts were stored. What he wanted to know was what was attracting the blood-eyed girl behind him.
“Sothing with considerable resentnt or destructive energy?” The aging librarian pondered slightly, then laughed, “Lord Youjiao may not have high cultivation, but your perception is top-notch. Indeed, today there is a malevolent item on the seventh floor. It is said to be the life-bound flying sword of Xue Wuya, the man we captured today. It is filled with malevolent energy and accumulated resentnt, so much so that it cannot be stored in the evidence room and has to be stored here for suppression.”
Li Xuan thought, “Just as expected”. At this point, he had a preliminary understanding of the ghost’s interests. What could possibly interest her were resentnt and destructive energy.
The reason why the blood-eyed girl had shown no reaction to the previous cases in Dushan Temple and the Wei Shi silencing case was likely because the victims in these two cases did not harbor strong resentnt. Even though there were more than twenty victims in the Dushan Temple case—
But at Jiangjun Mountain, under Poyang Lake in the dragon cave, and today in the Treasure Tower, Li Xuan could quite easily guess what the girl was extracting and absorbing, even without giving it much thought.
This left him quietly troubled and fairly anxious.
Although there was no clear evidence to prove that the Yesha extracted by the female ghost had anything to do with her increasing power. Even after the incidents at Jiangjun Mountain and Poyang Lake, the green spot on Li Xuan’s chest had not obviously spread. However, Li Xuan certainly felt that the ghost’s power had been growing daily.
The most noticeable phenonon was that his Thunder teorite Necklace and the Thunder Style techniques he practiced every day were no longer able to fully prevent the attacks of Yinsha.
The green spot on Li Xuan’s chest, although spreading slowly, had beco quite alarming with the accumulation of day and night.
The territories reclaid by the ancestors after the God’s descent were all lost back again!
Li Xuan was already planning to go downstairs directly, thinking that he couldn’t just let the power of this female ghost grow any longer. Besides, resentnt and evil power are not good things. Why absorb so much for nothing?
But just as Li Xuan had made up his mind, the countless threads of the Red-dressed female ghost probing towards the upper floor retreated like a tide.
Li Xuan was slightly surprised, then shook his head and laughed bitterly. He continued to search under the company of the librarian on this floor.
He finally set his eyes on a pair of red-gold gloves. Made of unknown material, they held strong defensive power, not afraid of blades or swords, and could generate lightning. They were a rare Thunder Style magical instrunt.
“I’ll take this, it’s called ‘Red-Thunder Glove,’ right?”
Looking at this pair of gloves placed on the wooden rack, Li Xuan’s eyes were sowhat puzzled.
Because Thunder Style is the most powerful of all, Thunder Style instrunts are also extrely difficult to find. Li Xuan didn’t quite understand why such a treasure could remain here after it had entered the Treasure Tower a year ago.
Could it be because there were too few people cultivating the Thunder Style in the Liudao Division?
Indeed, this was the most difficult Zhenyuan to cultivate and master. Usually, less than one in a hundred Wu Cultivators practiced Thunder Style.
Moreover, it was even rarer for people who cultivated Thunder Style Zhenyuan to emphasize their efforts on their fingers.
Although this pair of gloves was very good, Li Xuan wasn’t so keen on it. It was his reluctant choice.
His ‘Dongxuan Jingshenzhi’ had just been started. Although he had received the guidance of his ancestors and mastered the Wu Yun of this fingertip technique in advance, Li Xuan knew that the requirent to put a martial arts profound technique into practical use was to form muscle mory and be able to use it instinctively.
So, if possible, he would rather have a magical implent knife now, or an ice-style magical instrunt. No matter what it was, as long as it wasn’t too peculiar in shape.
But in the whole Treasure Tower, the only thing that caught his eye was just this one thing, which at least was useful.
“Does Mr. Youjiao seem not quite satisfied?”
The Librarian noticed Li Xuan’s thoughts. He sighed as he removed the ward on the storage cabinet, then—with trembling hands and an extrely careful expression—took the red-gold gloves and handed them to Li Xuan.
“Although this object may not to your liking, Mr. Youjiao, I still hope you will treat it well. Most of the magical implents in this Treasure Tower have their own stories, and this ‘Red-Thunder Glove’ is no exception. Its previous master, wielding this instrunt, killed forty-five evil cultivators and one hundred and twenty-two monsters in nine years. A year ago, during the battle on Blood Rock Mountain in Nanjiang, this comrade of the Liudao Division protected over a thousand people while retreating, single-handedly holding back seven monsters for two hours before dying from exhaustion. It is said that before he died, he took one of the monsters to hell with him, so not only was his body turned into powder, even his Shenpo no longer exists. At that ti, this ‘Red-Thunder Glove’ was also broken. The man’s close friend, an artificer in our Liudao Division, was unable to bear this and put in a great deal of effort to repair it. This was because it is the only evidence that his friend existed in the world——”
Li Xuan widened his eyes, then beca serious. He slightly bowed and solemnly took the implent into his hands: “Senior can rest assured, I, Li Xuan, will not let this instrunt gather dust!”
As far as he knew, even though the internal areas of the Great Jin Dynasty were in a ti of peace. Yet along the northern and southern borders, there were so uninhabited wildernesses, steep mountains, and rivers where evil cultivators were rampant and monsters moved unhindered.
The war between the Liudao Fumo and these demons had never ceased since 1,200 years ago. These borderlands were the main battlefields, and the number of warriors of Liudao Fumo who were sacrificed due to this never totaled less than three hundred each year.
Li Xuan considered himself careful of his life. He had no ambition for self-sacrifice; so he admired those who were willing to risk their lives to protect the safety and well-being of the public.
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